Sunday night, Jackson (our newly 2 year old boy) decided to wake me up multiple times. Doesn't make for a restful sleep
I woke up this morning feeling a bit like I'd been hit by a truck, but I took Keelin to preschool (she goes Mon,Wed,Fri from 9-1), then the little guy and I ran to the store for popsicles.
I thought for sure that since Jackson slept almost as terribly as I did last night that surely he would take a great nap late this morning. Nope!!!! The little dude sat in his room yelling for me the whole time he was in there in a sing-song voice-- "Mom-eeeeee! Mommy?! Mom-eeeeee!"
I trudged through the day a bit like a zombie, got Keelin from school, came home, and we all crashed around 3pm.
Jackson fell asleep in his bed, Keelin fell asleep on the couch, and I fell asleep in my bed. I slept so hard I hurt when I woke up... after 5pm. *sigh* My kids normally go to bed at 7:30, so that wasn't great. I jumped up, prepped dinner, woke the kids up, and we ate, played, watched a short kids movie, took a bath, read a Junie B. Jones book (Keelin's new favorite), and both of the kids happily went to sleep just before 9.
I am SO glad that Keelin doesn't have school tomorrow. I desperately need to put laundry away and work on some cloth diapering accessories for a friend due next month.
BUT overall, it was a happy Monday <3